World Tibet Bureau

Chapter 356 Architecture
as expected.

Can't escape.

Then take out the trump card hidden deep in my heart, in order to get a chance of survival.

It fits the character of the lunatic very well.

I deliberately asked Fatty Xiao to tell him the whole Dances with Wolves game just now, the purpose is to let the lunatics know that my biggest target is the old manager, he is just an inaccessible person when I swung my knife to kill the old manager Tiangong Fayan's rolling shutter general.

With the cleverness of a lunatic, after he knows my purpose, he will definitely use the secret he has about the old manager as a big bargaining chip for his own life.

I'm going to squeeze out the remaining value from him and then destroy him.

As soon as he caught the lunatic, he was killed with a knife.

That's a fool.

I lit a cigarette and said nothing.

Crazy Chong panted heavily, and looked at Xiao Zhu and the others.

I let Xiaozhu and the others go out first.

The lunatic saw that I was noncommittal and said, "Su Chen, I humiliated you extremely back then. I have nothing to say about how you treated me before and now. This is what I deserve! But I have worked hard for the old manager for many years. Trapping you, actually instructing Xia Xi to treat me as a victim and completely abolish me, to put me to death! The old manager is the most vicious and shameless old bastard in the world!"

"Now that I'm homeless and on the run, instead of living a life that would be worse than death, I'd rather follow you to overthrow him and find a way to survive! From this level, our goals are exactly the same!"

That's really talent.

In such a desperate state.

The logic is extremely clear, the eloquence is exceptionally good, and the key points of the problem are accurately grasped.

I said: "Our goals are not the same. I am a hunter who fights vicious dogs, and you and the old manager belong to the dog-eat-dog category."

The lunatic replied: "But I am a useful dog now!"

I snorted coldly and said, "Really? As far as I know, the old manager has no temple, no real body, and no name. You have been his eagle dog for many years, but you don't know who the master is."

The lunatic said: "I really don't know who he is! But I know what he's been doing recently, and I can help you find him!"

I:"……"

The lunatic saw my disdain, and continued to explain: "Su Chen, you can think about it, after the Modu stronghold is taken away, the old manager will definitely clean up all the dirty things done in the Modu stronghold. The secrets of the Demon Capital strongholds I have mastered have actually become useless secrets, and I don't have any strength or ability to fight against him."

"Killing is not a dinner party! A person who has no secrets, no strength, no threat, and no knowledge of his true face, he can completely let me fend for myself, but why does he have to chase me down? The main reason is that I have mastered I found a major clue, according to this clue, he can be caught, he must get rid of me, to prevent future troubles!"

I asked coldly, "Really?"

The lunatic replied: "It's absolutely true!"

I immediately got up: "Okay! You can stop talking!"

When the lunatic heard the words, his eyes widened, and he stared at me in disbelief: "Don't you believe it?"

I replied, "I totally believe it."

The lunatic asked, "Don't you want to know?"

I replied: "I really want to know! But according to what I know about you, in order to survive, you will only let go of ten clues at most, and you will hold the rest of the key parts firmly in your hands. As your own life-saving talisman."

"It's like drawing a circle. A circle is divided into two thirds, and there is still a gap. In fact, it is a waste circle! For this waste circle, I will be at your mercy and endure your disgusting face. I am not happy."

Crazy Bug: "..."

I leaned forward and said to him very viciously: "Besides, why do I have to use this clue from your mouth to find the old manager? As long as I spread the news that you were caught by me, you As a bait, in order to cut off your clue, the old manager will find a way to send someone to kill you no matter what."

"In this way, I can not only kill you with the old manager's knife, but also find out the old manager according to the information of the killer sent by the old manager. It’s easy to come up with complete clues! Kill two birds with one stone! Just say I’m ruthless?!”

The lunatic didn't expect me to do this at all, and was completely dumbfounded.

I said loudly to the door: "Come here, first cut off his hands and feet!"

Fatty Xiao held a knife in one hand and an iron hook in the other, entered the door, glanced at the lunatic, then turned around and asked, "Wen Fei or Wu Fei?"

The literary waste means that the tendons of the hands and feet are picky, but the limbs are preserved.To abolish it by force means to chop it directly.

I replied: "Let's waste the text, refresh yourself."

When Fatty Xiao heard the words, he threw the knife aside, licked the sharp iron hook with his mouth, and said, "Wen Fei will test his skills a bit."

After speaking.

He strode forward.

When the lunatic saw this, he was going crazy with fright, his face was pale, and his body was dripping with sweat. He knelt down with a "plop", and begged in a trembling voice: "Su Chen... I say everything, I will never keep it, you Save my life!"

I sneered in my heart.

The scene just now is very similar to a King of Glory game many years later.

This guy is like Hou Yi, thinking that shrinking under the tower, huffing and outputting madly, can force me not to touch him, but King Lanling directly went around the back and jumped over the tower, and a set of skills made him kneel in seconds!
I suddenly picked up his collar: "I warn you, I am no longer the innocent little boy ten years ago!"

"If you dare to play Tai Chi with me, I will let you die without a burial!"

The lunatic looked like a chicken pecking at the rice, and kept nodding: "Don't dare... I'm convinced, this time I'm really convinced!"

I asked Fatty Xiao to go out.

Throw a cigarette to the lunatic.

Since he is now cowardly.

I'm not in a hurry to know the secrets he holds.

I first asked, "How did the old manager give you instructions before?"

This is something I've always wondered about.

Hearing this, the lunatic swallowed: "There is a high-pole lamp on Ruijin Road. I go to see it every three days. If there are special signs on the small advertisements on infertility, I will Go to the nearby Suzhou Pingtan Hall to listen to an opera, order a plate of peanuts, one of the peanuts, open the shell, and there will be a note inside."

I asked, "What special sign?"

The lunatic replied: "A copper coin pattern drawn with a pencil! Arabic numerals will be written on the copper coin pattern, one means to go to the first Pingtan hall, the second means to go to the second one...and so on. There will be no specific note in the peanut. The content is to let you call an unfamiliar phone number at what time, the number is different every time, and the opposite party will issue instructions."

My heart twitched.

Such a quaint way of communicating.

It really makes it impossible for those who are looking for it to start.

A large number of small advertisements on telephone poles, different Pingtan halls, peanuts on the plate, and changed phone numbers constitute a huge number of permutations and combinations, and it is impossible to follow them.

And those who draw patterns of copper coins on small advertisements and put notes on peanuts are just temporary employees who don’t know. They don't know anything about this job.

The informant saw that the lunatic received the signal and disappeared into the vast crowd.

More importantly.

Even if the informant is caught, the informant actually doesn't know anything.

This seemingly fixed way of giving orders is actually not fixed in terms of personnel, time, place, or number. As long as one link is randomly strangled, it is enough to completely break the entire clue.

Spider web-like organizational structure.

If one of the threads is broken, the pursuer will be completely suspended in the air, unable to climb the middle of the web and catch the spider.

The old manager still sits firmly on Diaoyutai.

I don't ask anymore.

It is useless to ask.

I said directly: "Tell me all the secrets you know to find out the old manager."

The lunatic didn't dare to hide it anymore, so he borrowed a lighter from me, lit a cigarette, took two puffs to stabilize his mood, and said, "He's been looking for a guqin recently!"

Guqin? !
(End of this chapter)